Beauty CEO's Personal Soldier King

Speaking, Lin Jue pointed to the restaurant not far away and said.

Li muxue saw the building from an elevator.

If the whole ghost city is like a huge market, the luxury of that restaurant is equivalent to the seven star hotel outside.

It doesn't fit in, but it doesn't make people feel abrupt, as if it should be there.

The existence of this building makes Li muxue full of curiosity. The appearance of the whole restaurant is quite ancient. It is also made of some kind of wood. You can see the lights and wine from the outside.

"Here... It can't be a brothel!" Li muxue looked at Lin Jue strangely, which was Li muxue's first idea after approaching.

"Er... This service is also provided inside!" Lin Jue touched his nose and told the truth.

Li muxue glanced at Lin Jue, but she also knew that the restaurant was out of place, but it was the place they must go on this trip. Li muxue still understood this.

As soon as I walked into the restaurant, except that some women dressed very "cool" surrounded different people, others were also very normal.

The first floor is a huge hall. There is no so-called private room. It looks more like a square. It can accommodate hundreds of people, and the most people in this square are the people who set up stalls.

Just different from the outside, everyone who set up a stall here has a very cold attitude. Some even sit cross legged on the ground and don't see the people staying on the stall at all.

In addition to the things to be sold, there are two signs on each booth, one big and one small. The big one clearly writes many names that Li muxue doesn't know, and the small one is the size of a palm, engraved with numbers to mark the booth number.

"Is this......" Li muxue seemed to guess something and looked at Lin Jue.

"Yes!" Lin Jue nodded: "this is the gathering place of martial artists. It's a real ghost city!"

"It's just that few things here need money to buy."

As he walked, Lin Jue looked at the things on each booth. What was different from the outside was that he looked very seriously every time he walked through a booth this time.

"Most of the things here are bartered. The things on the sign are needed by the stall owner. Only if you have these things will their attitude change to you. Otherwise, they won't pay attention to you at all!"

"So it is!" After hearing this, Li muxue nodded with an open-minded look. At the same time, a pair of big eyes kept looking at the things on each stall.

In Lin Jue's words, at least 30% of the things set up in this restaurant are real. Of course, the origin may be different.

Outside, I'm afraid one in ten thousand is reluctant, so it's better to come here if he wants to pick up the leak.

But it's a pity that Li muxue can still see a little doorway from those things outside, but he's really confused here. Except for some herbs, which she recognized may be very rare herbs, she hasn't even heard of them.

After making a big circle, Lin Jue knew how much in his mind: "there are a lot of things, but unfortunately... It seems that there is nothing I can use!"

"Bang!"

At this time, a dark shadow suddenly flew out of front of him and landed at the door of the restaurant impartially.

"Kid, you are so presumptuous that you dare to open a stall without a token?" Several big men with ox head masks came to the door and looked at a child angrily.

"You... You... I have paid 100000 yuan!" Xiaohai Nuo looked at these people, and his immature voice judged that his age might be just a teenager.

"Set up a stall here, 100000 yuan a quarter! There's no time to recharge. Where have you been for an hour!" The big man's eyes flashed a trace of anger.

Their task is to be responsible for the safety and order on the first floor of the restaurant, issue booth tokens and supervise.

If there is poor management, they will be unlucky. If they want to be like this today, they need to bear the cost of the small sea.

"One hundred thousand dollars a quarter?"

Li muxue looked at Lin Jue suspiciously. He didn't seem to expect that the price was so expensive.

"Those who come here are all martial artists. Although they exchange things for things, as long as the transaction is changed into money, it is a huge number. There is a big market outside, so it is equivalent to a boutique market inside."

"If it's you, will you give up this business opportunity?" Lin Jue looked at Li muxue and said.

A quarter of an hour, about ten minutes. I have to say that the price is really not cheap. And the ghost market opened for seven days. Many martial artists sell goods and trade here for seven days. They leave here immediately after seven days. There is no trace in the whole process. In a way, this is also a kind of protection for themselves.

In these seven days, many martial artists will not leave the restaurant even if they eat and drink, because the restaurant will provide the safety of the place!

Although the security is relative, at least it doesn't have to bear a certain risk at any time like the outside.

In fact, most of the time, if they are placed here for seven days, they may not have the luck to change to what they want, but it is always a thought. Some will also take the risk to leave their contact information and wait for the other party to contact themselves with what they need in the future.

However, this method is rarely used. Because in this way, there is also a crisis of exposing your identity at any time. Once you are black, you can only blame yourself for bad luck.

"Please, elder brothers, let me set up a stall inside! I only need a little position. As long as I sell this thing, as long as I sell it, I will double the stall fee immediately!" The boy hugged the basketball sized metal pimple in his arms and begged.

"Double?" The big man sneered and shook his head: "just this iron lump in your arms? Don't be kidding, kid. It's just a complex hundred year old cold iron. It's better to sell ragged cold iron, which has no refining value at all!"

"Look at your age. Forget it this time. If there's another time, don't blame me for being rude!"

With that, the man turned and left. But there are two more big men standing at the door. Boys are forbidden to make trouble in it.

Although such things are rare, there have been many over the years.

Everyone thinks that what they have is a baby and can sell at a good price or change to what they want.

But if there are so many babies, everyone will be rich.

Looking at the helpless look of the little boy, Li muxue couldn't help looking at Lin Jue: "what's cold iron?"

"To answer in a scientific way, that is to say, cold iron is a kind of meteorite, but after the meteorite falls, it may not be anywhere. Only meteorites that fall into the deep sea or extremely cold places have a certain possibility to evolve into cold iron. The radioactivity of the meteorite absorbs the cold environment, and finally changes its essence and causes qualitative change."

"However, not to mention how small the probability is, even if we fall into such a position, we may not be able to evolve into cold iron. This is like our ordinary people's blood type has type A and type B, but cold iron is equal to Rh negative blood, which is one in tens of thousands of panda blood!"

"Even if there is a chance, it will take a very long time for the radioactivity of meteorites to gradually absorb the cold current and turn into cold iron. Generally, it will take a hundred years as soon as possible, so a hundred years is a starting point, but a hundred years is already very rare. It is a rare thing to build a weapon. If you can add the size of a finger belly."

"So it is!" After hearing this, Li muxue nodded: "if you say so, isn't the child's cold iron very valuable?"

"Yes! If so, according to the size of the cold iron in his arms, it can be regarded as an invaluable treasure and there is nothing wrong!" Lord Lin shook his head: "unfortunately, there are too many impurities in this cold iron. Just as the ox head said, 95% impurities are a concept. I don't need to say more."

"It's not as good as his salary to refine it! It's not worth starting with..."

"But..." after Li muxue heard Lin Jue's words, she hesitated again: "but the child looks so poor!"

Looking at Li muxue's eyes, Lin Jue's face was stiff. After looking at the child and Li muxue, Lord Lin sighed and walked forward.

Even if this scrap iron is an idiot warrior, no one will buy it. How can you ask him to help?

Help him keep the stall?

Don't be kidding. The cost of 100000 in a quarter of an hour is 400000 in an hour, and 9.6 million in 24 hours a day, nearly 10 million! Seven days in a row... Let alone seven days. Even if it is placed for seven years, it is impossible for anyone to buy it.

But looking at Li muxue's appearance, Lin Jue said he couldn't say anything, so he had to come forward and be a wronged leader!

"Hey, kid..." Lin Jue looked at the little boy: "how do you sell this century old cold iron..."

Looking at it from a close distance, it was full of rusty iron pimples, which made Lord Lin shake his head. Ninety five percent is higher. It means gambling on the iron ball center.

In Lin Jue's opinion, it is almost a piece of scrap iron, which is directly thrown into the scrap Station.

You know, the most important reason why cold iron is precious is to add cold iron weapons. Once forged successfully, it can ensure immortality for a hundred years and ensure the gloss and blade of weapons as much as possible. It is precisely for this reason that many warriors pursue this thing